"Hello girl, how are you?" Ansel asked the wolf who was shaking and bleeding in a corner, back against a tree. At this time, they already fed Fufi with Althea's premium potion and because the bullets didn't embed too much, he healed fully in no time.
When they saw this, they were relieved and shifted their attention to the new creature.
The wolf growled at him as he approached and Ansel knew it might lunge at him in self-defense. He felt conflicted. He felt bad, but he certainly didn't want to be bit by those sharp teeth…
Fufi made a small sound beside him and he paused, eyes following as the dog approached the wolf who was still growling.
They watched as Fufi took out a bowl of potion from his space and placed it in front of the wolf. Fufi's 'bottle' was special for obvious reasons. The potions he had in space were in bowl form, with a cover easy to slide to the side with a boop of his nose.
